you can't convince me kyouka and atsushi don't have the most insanely convoluted systems or ways for things
like they let these two traumatized orphans with wildly limited real world experience (to varying degrees) live alone together, theres no way they knew how to do most necessary 'adulting' things and neither of them probably feel like they can ask for help (even if the ada members would 100% try to help)
they definitely made systems to do things that make sense to only them but hey if it gets the job done...
its also such a "learn as we go" thing
like kyouka learning you can't just put all the clothes into one wash (esp when you have a ton of white shirts and bright red kimonos) (atsushi goes to work with pink buttons up for a week)
or them both learning how to food shop and budget for it and plan out healthy meals
im just imagining them trying to figure out how to make annual doctors appointments lol
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re: lrb, i feel like the reason so much of the sandman fandom has attached to Death as their female character of choice is because she doesn't represent a threat to the major ship and in s1 she IS acting like the Supportive Big Sister for Dream. in other words, she doesn't challenge fandom's idea of what a Black woman "should" be. she can't be shipped with the (white) main character, she shows up briefly to lend him moral support, and she requires nothing from him. unlike all those other messy women that fandom loves to ignore.
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No, your honor, you don’t understand. I NEED Art of buff Aloy lifting like a heavy cart or some shit and all of her admirers are standing there with hearts in their eyes and butterflies in their stomach.
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How are the Turks handling Cloud's everything in the leaf house au?
At first when Cissnei comes back to report someone new hanging around Aerith they were skeptical. Particularly when she told them with something between surprise and concern that he had seen her watching them.
(Cissnei is no slouch when it comes to stealth. If she didn’t want to be seen nothing short of a fellow Turk or SOLDIER should have been able to clock her.)
Reno laughed, told her she’s getting rusty, and was ordered to watch Aerith next.
He gets spotted too.
It becomes a bit of a game between them, seeing if any of them can be skipped over by those eyes. Yet without fail no matter who is sent, no matter what the blond is doing, they are spotted at least once. It would be more concerning if Cloud had any real interest in doing anything other than scowling at them while Aerith loaded a basket on his arm with flowers and didn’t almost always have at least one kid at his heels.
Then Tseng gets caught in an ambush between sectors five and six and is down to his last magazine when a blond blur leaps from the shadows and starts taking out the goons and monsters without hesitation.
Even when the sword, rusted and chipped as it shatters in his hands Cloud doesn’t stop as if breaking swords in the middle of battle was normal for him. (If Rude and Shotgun were to be believed it was.)
Tseng keeps shooting until his gun clicks is empty, covering the man his Turks had written off as ‘weird but mostly harmless’ as he cuts a path of distraction with only a broken sword and what looks like shards of materia set in several earrings.
It’s not until the dust settles and the blond is scowling down at his newly broken sword like it personally offended him that Tseng asks.
“Why?”
Blue eyes, brighter than they should be in the gloom but still dimmer than a Soldiers and without the glassy distance of an addict, blink. “They were going to kill you.” He says simply, like that answers everything.
Tseng sees it then, the loyalty this man commands, how he wins it from nearly every corner and gives it back just as readily. It’s intoxicating and alien to see in someone not from his department.
(Shinra would claim that Turks were only ever loyal to the company. In truth the only thing a Turk was ever loyal to were their fellow Turks.)
Cloud doesn’t know what to make of the neatly wrapped box waiting for him in the church the next day, nor does he know what to make of Aerith’s incredibly amused smile as he looks between the sword (far nicer than any of the rusted and broken things that he’s been able to scavenge from the scrap but not so nice that it would paint a target on his back) and her in stunned silence. He really doesn’t know what to make of the job offer Tseng brings him the next day.
He turns down the job, keeps the sword, and pretends like he doesn’t see another Turk giving him the thumbs up out of the corner of his eye when he asks how Tseng is healing.
There’s two betting pools: one for when Cloud (knowingly) lets Tseng take him on a date and the other for when Cloud takes the job offer. As far as the Turks are concerned he’s already one of them, it’s just a waiting game to make it official.
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at some point after the war sirius finds out that learning to the drive is a Big Deal for muggle teens and that their parents usually teach them in their car. and obviously harry absolutely cannot miss out on any and all important experiences so whilst he’s away at hogwarts for his seventh year sirius gets remus to teach him how to drive a muggle car because really how different from a motorbike can it be moony? but ofc he does pick it up instantly and passes his own test two weeks later bc it’s sirius and he spends every spare moment on a new kind of challenge and especially one that’s for harry. then he figures out how to get a muggle provisional licence for him and presents it to him at christmas alongside what hours of research and extensive consultation with remus have told him is the best car for a new 18-year old driver money can buy. harry is about the most overwhelmed he’s been since sirius came to watch his first quidditch match win against slytherin in october. and obviously they have to try it out which then means cruising round the incredibly icy and damp roads surrounding his and remus’s cottage, aided by non-slip charms sirius casts on the tires and sirius’s enthusiastic instructions and complete and utter confidence in harry’s innate talent for driving. it’s easily one of sirius’s favourite memories with harry ever, but somehow trumped later the next summer at the sight of harry driving off with ron and hermione on a month long road trip wherever fancy takes them because it’s peace time now and they can do whatever the hell they want. and sirius is strangely emotional in a way he can’t quite put his finger on, until remus slides an arm around his waist and assures him he really is doing a wonderful job as a godfather
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Marisha spent six incredible months getting skilled in this sport, but that is still only six months and I feel like it's a very Beau experience to get knocked flat in your first big fight.
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You can tell Van Helsing isn't usually in the business of saving people when he shoots the vampire bride that carries Anna away mid-air, launching Anna onto a rooftop at high velocity and nearly losing her to fall damage from toppling off the side. Like dude, why did you think that'd be a good idea. And after you nearly died the same way when you fought Mr. Hyde. Smh.
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